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Chapter 403: Chu Chen is very impressive, if he’s capable, let him come out and compete with me! (Fourth Update)

Chapter 403: Chapter 403: Chu Chen is very impressive, if he’s capable, let him come out and compete with me! (Fourth Update)

The first supercar association in Shanghai was also known by many rich heirs and heiresses as the first supercar club in Shanghai.

Previously, when Chu Chen was teaching Wei Ziyin how to drive, he received enthusiastic recommendations from those wealthy young men and women.

Today, since Chu Chen had nothing to do, he drove his Pagani HP Barchetta to the club.

It wasn’t that Chu Chen didn’t want to keep a low profile, driving a supercar worth over a hundred million, but his Ferrari was sent for servicing and repair.

After all, he was going to a supercar club, and today he was at home, unlike last time when he had coincidentally driven an Audi and was too lazy to go home and change cars.

So today, Chu Chen drove the Pagani.

It was rumored that today was also the day for electing the vice president of the first supercar club in Shanghai.

If it wasn’t too much trouble, Chu Chen didn’t mind casually grabbing the position.

The first supercar club in Shanghai was mainly formed by a group of rich heirs and heiresses.

In the circle of the second-generation wealthy in Shanghai, it was very famous, considered one of the top supercar clubs in Shanghai, easily ranking in the top three.

The club was brimming with talented people, with quite a few experts; of course, there were more rich heirs and heiresses.

Today, in front of the first supercar club in Shanghai, countless luxury cars were parked, giving off an extremely grand vibe.

Because of the vice president election, many rich heirs who weren’t usually seen also made an appearance today.

"Brother Liu, Brother Liu!"

"Brother Kun, Brother Kun, the vice president is yours!"

"Brother Zhen, we’re supporting you, you must get that vice president position!"

Various voices filled the scene one after another.

Different rich young masters from Shanghai had set their sights on this vice president position for a long, long time.

"Everyone, quiet down."

At this moment, a young man in his late twenties stood up, holding a microphone, shouting loudly.

The young man was named Tao Chenming, the president of the first supercar club in Shanghai, and also a top young master in Shanghai.

Indeed, being able to become the club president, besides having impressive driving skills, Tao Chenming also owned a globally renowned supercar to uphold his reputation.

Otherwise, he might not have held onto his presidency for long.

Today, to show off his strength, Tao Chenming drove his world-class supercar—Lamborghini Veneno.

Perhaps the Lamborghini Veneno was one of the most familiar world-class supercars to many people, coming at a steep price.

Tao Chenming’s car, when purchased, was priced close to ninety million, with only a few worldwide, enough to awe everyone.

Seeing Tao Chenming speaking, the crowd quickly quieted down.

After a few simple words from Tao Chenming, the race for the vice president began.

Unlike formal associations like the Jiangnan Musicians Association, the election for the vice president of the first supercar club in Shanghai was quite casual.

Whoever could win over the crowd could become the vice president.

Because the members were all rich heirs from Shanghai, each with significant backgrounds, the election couldn’t possibly involve any underhanded dealings, as no one would submit to another.

Whoever could win over the crowd, would ascend!

Before the voting, there would be a small race to boost popularity.

Actually, the race only counted for a part.

The most crucial thing was what car you drove and whether you could convince those rich heirs.

If a candidate could drive a Lamborghini Veneno, then the position of vice president was almost theirs for the taking.

It was even possible to outdo Tao Chenming and become the new president.

After a selection process, there were a total of five candidates running for vice president.

Three people came out one by one in their supercars, each one priced over ten million.

When the fourth person came out, there was a commotion on the scene.

"Brother Kun’s Ferrari LaFerrari has entered!"

"A supercar costing thirty million, awesome!"

Brother Kun, driving a Ferrari LaFerrari worth thirty million, instantly became the hot favorite to win.

However, before Brother Kun could enjoy his triumph, another supercar appeared beside him, immediately stealing all his thunder.

A Shelby Ultimate Aero, priced at over fifty million, stopped here.

A young man stepped out of the Shelby, waved at everyone with a triumphant air.

"Awesome Brother Zhen!"

"Brother Zhen for the win!"

After seeing the young man, a frenzy of cheering broke out.

This Shelby Ultimate Aero, priced over fifty million, was probably second only to the Lamborghini Veneno in the entire club.

Although these cars weren’t priced beyond the sky, because they were limited edition, there weren’t many of them globally.

Therefore, to get one, a strong financial backing was not enough.

More importantly, terrifying connections were needed.

Hearing the cheers, Zhen brother, Ma Yongzhen, was over the moon.

Racing quickly began, with the Shelby Ultimate Aero and the Ferrari LaFerrari taking off.

Due to space limitations, the race was short.

The Shelby Ultimate Aero was the first to cross the finish line, ushering in a wave of cheering and jumping.

"Mighty Brother Zhen!"

"Brother Zhen’s got the vice president in the bag!"

Whether in driving skills or supercar, he crushed his opponent, and unless anything unexpected happened, Ma Yongzhen was the new vice president.

Returning to the starting point, Ma Yongzhen got out of the car, grinning from ear to ear, he now regarded himself as the vice president.

"Thank you, everyone, thank you, everyone."

Ma Yongzhen was practically floating.

"Hmph, don’t get cocky, Ma Yongzhen."

"The vice president is not necessarily yours!"

Brother Kun spoke up.

"Why? Not satisfied? Can you match my driving skills?!" Ma Yongzhen boasted.

Whether in driving skills or supercar, Ma Yongzhen was very confident in himself!

The vice president position was undoubtedly his!

"Hmm... even if I can’t match you, there’s absolutely someone in our club who surpasses you."

Brother Kun retorted.

His driving skills were indeed average, not comparable to Ma Yongzhen.

"Oh, who would that be?!"

Ma Yongzhen blandly asked.

"In the whole club, who else but the president could have better driving skills than me?!"

"Whose car could be more impressive than my Shelby Ultimate Aero?!"

Ma Yongzhen confidently asserted.

In the club, Ma Yongzhen’s driving skills were among the best!

"Who...?"

After thinking for a while, Brother Kun suddenly recalled hearing from his underlings about someone named Chu Chen who drove an Audi and had beaten supercars.

"Right, his name is Chu Chen!"

Brother Kun answered.

"Chu Chen?"

Ma Yongzhen furrowed his brow, obviously never having heard of him.

"Who does he think he is, how could he possibly compare to me?!"

Ma Yongzhen dismissed Chu Chen as some unknown small fry.

He refused to believe that with his Shelby Ultimate Aero, anyone in the whole club besides the president could beat him!!!

To acquire this Shelby Ultimate Aero, he had put a lot of effort into it.

All for the sake of flaunting and becoming the club’s vice president today.

Now, as success seemed within reach.

"Chu Chen is someone with amazing driving skills; if he comes, he’ll definitely crush you."

Brother Kun retorted.

Although he didn’t know Chu Chen, he had seen a video and was deeply impressed by Chu Chen’s driving skills.

"Ha, ha," Ma Yongzhen sneered.

"Stop bragging, isn’t this Chu Chen supposed to be amazing? Let him come out and race me if he dares."

"Pfft!"